This is a song about "Fountain tire"

But i'm a dreamerhave you ever seen a nigga who was strong in the game

Lift em' till they tire dont fear about life but always stand and bear the pain

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Than the prices on a canadian-tire freaking flyer/

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

Gaining youth, drink from the chalice at the fountain.

So the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

I always come prepared, i keep a tire on my rear end,

Got a bunch of haters, plus i got more to count

I'll slash your tire just cause i enjoy the hiss sound

We about to set this bitch on fire

You stink like a lit tire

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

It's a nail and a tire: cross him and you're flat, that's exact